A meditation on yoga
Yoga and I are in a love/hate relationship. I don’t think there is any other way I can be with it. I go to a studio and I stretch and pull and shape my muscles. Direct my hips, angle my feet. I have to work, really work, to relax my face. Ups and downs, planks … Continue reading
Holiday party food and foibles: grown-up edition
Sometimes I forget that I’m a grownup. I still feel like I’m only 21. Every now and then, something will remind me that I’m no longer the target audience for Ke$ha’s music. This week I had drinks with someone born in 1990. I get cranky about the music that’s popular—why is it all club music? … Continue reading
